(I)
I wake up late, and take breakfast outdoors. I love the shade under the trees, the smell of the countryside. My senses are awakened. I feel happy.
Vicent Negro.
(II)
Nights of chat and laughter, of eternal friendships, of joy. The dance, the moon, the songs that we like.
And if the dawn catches us, we enjoy the sun. Life is ours.
(III)
And when I come back, the fast-paced streets are like friendly roads in the grove. The asphalt, a mantle of grass, a sandy beach. I walk, I speed up, I stop.
Estoril Platino.
(IV)
I appease the city like a countryside landscape sunset. The harmony is in my feet.
West Gris.
Tierra Stone.
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